In the lively market in the capital, a five-story attic stands in the center of the market. The pavilion is not an ordinary attic - it has sharp corners, but it is square and neat. It is a huge square-shaped building with unique characteristics.
, this is the most attractive teahouse in the capital, named Sifanglou, which means welcoming tourists from all directions. ()
It is said that Sifanglou has all kinds of fragrant and famous teas from ancient times to the present. Even some teas that many people have never heard of, Sifanglou also has genuine products. As a result, Sifanglou became famous and became the largest teahouse in Yan State.
People who come to Sifanglou must be people who like tea, and most of these people who like tea are literati. Unavoidably, Sifanglou has become an elegant place where talented people from the capital often come. At this moment, Sifanglou is already overcrowded, most of them
They were all tourists from out of town, coming to see the famous Sifanglou. Many young men from the capital were beating small fans and sitting on the elegant tea tables, looking at many beautiful young ladies from out of town, looking very "coquettish".
The Sifang Building is divided into five floors, and each floor is divided into different levels. On the fifth floor, it is said that a cup of tea costs one hundred taels of silver. In the eyes of poor people, the price of a cup of tea can give them a worry-free life. It is really expensive.
Outrageous.
Therefore, only nobles and nobles dare to go to the fifth floor. Otherwise, who would want to go there without drinking tea without money? It would be embarrassing. However, on the fifth floor, there is a man sitting on a tea table.
I clapped my head, not knowing what I was thinking about.
"How to get to Xiaoyao Building? Why? I asked many people, but they don't know." Zhu Ziming shook his head in confusion. He didn't know how Jingyuan, his nephew, was doing now. He didn't expect to go to Wusheng.
After the ancient tomb, he could not be found.
However, the only person who can be so shameless and sit on the top floor of the Sifang Building is Zhu Daguan...
The young nephew stayed in the brothel. Now that he has not seen his return, he is afraid that he will die of anxiety. Zhu Ziming smiled evilly. Maybe the young monk was molested to death by the fans, but why ordinary people in Xiaoyao Tower
I don’t even know, it’s really troublesome.
But what I said is that not all men in the world like to visit brothels. Women, if you ask, they may scold you for being rude. It turns out that finding a brothel is also difficult.
For a while, he couldn't find where the Xiaoyao Tower was. Zhu Ziming, who was new to the capital, had no choice but to give up temporarily. After walking for a long time, he saw this unique Sifang Tower and walked in curiously.
But when Zhu Ziming arrived on the fifth floor of the top floor and heard that a cup of tea costs one hundred taels, he almost said: "Drink tea? Just drink shit, it's so expensive!"
I think back then, Zhu Ziming was so poor that he had no pants to wear, so how could he drink such luxurious tea? The water of immortality was just about the same. But when the princes, grandsons, and princes on the fifth floor saw him sitting around like this, they naturally started to despise him.
, you dare to come to the fifth floor without money, it’s a shame!
"The twelve peaks of Wushan Mountain are all located in the blue area.
It's a cloud-hidden day, with light rain and wind.
The sound of apes chills the water, and the trees are dim and empty.
I am worried about going to Gaotang, and I will see Yan Palace in Qingqiu."
A talented man from the capital read coquettishly, and at some point, several talented men from other places and those from the capital had gathered together. After tasting the famous tea, they couldn't help but become very elegant and started composing poems.
"What a poem, what a poem!" A talented man from other places praised repeatedly: "This young master has painted the heights of Wushan so vividly and vividly, I admire you."
Zhu Ziming turned his gaze to the distance, sitting on the top floor of the Sifang Building, looking at the pavilions and the people walking around in the capital. He really felt like he was looking at the mountains at a glance, and his eyes quickly looked towards Wushan outside the capital.
Wushan has twelve consecutive peaks, with green mountains and green waters, and flying birds, just like a fairyland. The highest peak is surrounded by clouds and mist, making it unique and beautiful, giving people a hazy beauty. When Zhu Ziming was in Lingyun City early in the morning, he had already
Have you heard of the name of Wushan? Wushan is not only beautiful with beautiful scenery and green trees, but also on the highest peak of Wushan, there is a mysterious sect that has been around for hundreds of years - Wumen. They don't care about the world and live in the clouds.
, really like a fairy...
In the Jianghu, there are rumors that Wumen once had a strong man of Martial Saint level. Now that Wumen has always existed in the world, the inheritance of this Martial Saint will definitely not be lost. Maybe there is a Martial Saint in Wushan now.
Strong people exist, but this is just a rumor.
Wumen is home to the legend of the Martial Saint, and no one in the world dares to infringe upon it, not even the royal family!
"Twelve lush green mountains in Wushan,
The girl from Pianshitingting.
The mist at dawn rolls over the curtain with suspicion,
The mountain flowers are about to fade away like residual makeup.
The Milky Way smells the breeze on a good night,
* Return with a strange fragrance.
What's going on in the Nine Heavens of Immortals?
King Yanxiang comes to the human world."
A foreign talent recited a long poem without showing any signs of weakness. It had a profound artistic conception and praised the beauty of Wushan's fairyland. It was also a rare and good poem. Both poems mentioned the Yan Palace and King Yanxiang.
, the suspicion of flattery cannot be ruled out!
The talented people in the capital also clapped their hands politely and said, "You might as well give in to the talented people in Moon River City!"
"It's just that some villagers from out of town don't know how to appreciate it. They are still an eyesore here," a young man from the capital who was very unhappy with Zhu Ziming snorted.
The meaning of the young master from the capital is very clear. He is scolding Zhu Ziming for being a village man. He cannot afford to drink this expensive tea and yet he dares to stay here. It is embarrassing!
Why are there always people looking for trouble? They can't make me feel at ease. Zhu Ziming frowned slightly: "It's not that I don't know how to appreciate it. It's just that your poems are too ordinary and it's useless to listen to them."
"Bah, who are you? You don't know anything, and you still dare to talk nonsense here!" Many talented people sighed one after another and disappeared without paying any attention.
At this moment, Zhu Ziming stood up and stretched: "Then I will compose a poem for you!"
He can also compose poems? Under everyone's surprised eyes, Zhu Ziming looked at the green river under Wushan Mountain and slowly said: "There was a time when it was difficult to find water in the sea.
Except Wushan is not a cloud.
Take the Huazonglai review,
Half of them are destined to practice Taoism, and half of them are destined to be kings."
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As soon as this poem came out, there was no sound on the top floor of the entire Sifang Building. It was so quiet that it was a bit scary!
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ps: Lao Xue has finally been able to maintain a certain level of updates recently. I have deceived readers so many times. I’m really sorry. Didn’t you see that Lao Xue has been afraid to speak? I’m ashamed. The updates have been stable these days.
Lao Xue has the courage to come out... I hope everyone can still support me. Lao Xue can still guarantee that there will be no prisons and no unfinished business...